Eleven Cent Cotton Lyrics - Porter Wagoner

Eleven cent cotton and a forty cent meat 

How in the world can a poor man eat 

Mule's up high, cotton down low 

How in the world in the world can they raise the dough 

Take me back, take me back 

Take me back to my old Carolina home 

Eleven cent cotton and a heavy land tax 

Uncle Sam's got my money and he can't get it back 

Debt's got the farmer, we all know well 

If it don't turn around she's gone to hell 

Take me back, take me back 

Take me back to my old Carolina home 

No fish in the pond, no worms in the ground 

Mockin' bird's singin' and he ain't made a sound 

So I jumped in the river and I thought I'd drown 

Seen a redheaded woman and I couldn't go down 

Take me back, take me back 

Take me back to my old Carolina home 

Take me back, take me back 

Take me back to my old Carolina home 

Eleven cent cotton and a forty cent meat 

How in the world can a poor man eat